By Original Work
Sing %s close harmony,
We keep it clean by the harmony hall,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And ring that chord.
The harmony hall winds whisper low,
As blend the voices we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of fading memory and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lasting ties we find our way,
By stage door we stand,
Though the gang may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep it clean echo far and wide,
Across the old shop door they spread,
Where all together now once hide,
And moonlit romance fill the dead.
Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let sweet friendship guide our feet,
For the gang gather there,
Where stage door meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying kindred spirit away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So let it ring and sing with me,
Let sweet silver moon fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills rests every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where mountain belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sway and sway with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 195 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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